This morning as I was driving past Bay & Lakeshore, I saw and old familiar face; he was a homeless man who used to sit on Bay street - right before the underpass south of Front St. I used to see him everyday when I parked at the Lakeshore parking lot. He's a really nice man; very polite, thankful and you can just carry a conversation with him and he'd tell you about his life. Sometimes he would be really neatly dressed, and other days, you'd see him quite roughed up. Today, he looked roughed up and he was standing under the Gardiner. At first, my reaction was hey! I know him! Then came sadness - hey, he's still here. There's lots of familiar homeless people; the lady who sits very still on Richmond - I think she's been there for at least 5 years; Once I saw the same man I met in the Out of the cold program 4 years ago; sleeping outside City Hall. He was an avid reader. Today as I was driving, God challenged me again - what have I done for the least of His brothers lately? Sometimes I see these faces so often, it becomes mundane and it no longer hits me; but today God asked me again to look through His eyes and be pained as He is pained.

I used to always ask myself when I saw a homeless person sleeping on a vent - I wonder what they aspired to be when they were a child...would they have ever imagined that they would be here today?

I wonder what their kindergarten teacher wrote on their report card when they were 5.